"No." He leaned back against the wall, looking ahead. "We were all broken long before the war,I think. Except for James. Maybe that's why we all gravitated toward him at the start. He was the normal one. He was rich, good family, nothing damaging in his life. We- Remus was turned as a child. My dad died and his family never wanted to see me again, Mum working so much that I barely saw her, no money to survive, let alone presents. You and your family. How do you expect any of us to be good at this."
He nodded. "At least we're trying, and we'll keep trying, because this time, we'll get it right. So now, why don't we have dinner together? The two bachelors left. We can paint the town red, and by that, I mean let's spend the evening creating more of the map."